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Silbury Hill

Silbury Rabbits

Saw them today, yes they're traps alright, simple metal runs with a trapdoor into a holding chamber, with a grill on top so you can immediately see if there are any captives. They're weighted with turf at present so won't work (probably because the fence hasn't all been fully installed so there's no point at present) but when they are I can imagine hell to pay when kind hearted people find what's going on.

Another monumental PR disaster from the leaders in the field.

Would it be normal procedure, if you dig a trench for a rabbit fence in a complete ring adjacent to the base of Silbury to have an archaeological watching brief? Pete tells me there isn't one.

Perhaps he's wrong, but then again, how come I found a George I coin today, plainly in view, lying right on the surface of the disturbed soil against the hill???

Anything mechanical is likely to fail when it rains and dirt gets washed inside.

The forestry commission regularly deals with rabbits when establishing new plantations. The normal procedure is to install rabbit-proof fencing, then eradicate all rabbits in the enclosure by means of gassing or ferreting before planting the new trees. It's a one-off procedure and as long as the fencing isn't damaged it keeps the area clear for many years until the trees are well established. Nobody gets on the "Save the Rabbits" soapbox when new trees are planted. I wonder if that's because trees are seen as eco-friendly so in that case the damned rabbits rightly deserve their come-uppance, whereas in the case of Silbury it's *only* archaeology, so the fluffy bunnies win.

Rabbits are classed as vermin like rats. It's only the fact that they have long ears, big eyes and fluffy tails, and that Beatrix Potter (et al) wrote cute stories about them, that makes people go all gooey and sentimental. They can give you just as nasty a bite as a rat and they do considerable damage to crops, trees (and archaeology) if not culled. Gassing is quick and painless, as can be testified by my ex-gamekeeper who accidentally gassed himself and only just survived because I was close by to administer the antidote.